Series of Unfortunate Events – BTN Part 1

Patriotism is something you instilled yourself inside you, not something to be taught through any government camp.

Last week, I had a date with BTN – Biro Tatanegara in Kem Bumi Jati, Shah Alam. I was pondering on whether I should put anything here at all since the contents of the camp are highly controversial and biased.

Well, let us start with day 1. Stupid INTI caused me to wake up early on a Sunday morning to board a bus to Kem Bumi Jati although registration was only supposed to start from 2 to 4 pm. Reason for that: Not enough bus. Still, journey in the bus was quite entertaining despite I do not have enough sleep because the “peoples” had been hogging the washing machine the night before and I could only washed my clothes around 3 am. Knowing the sleepless nature of such camps, I was hoping that I could hold on even for the first day. So, I try to sleep in the bus but for unknown reasons, I just cannot close my eyes. Therefore, I enjoyed the journey by looking at our bus making wrong turns and getting lost and hearing “someone” asking when will we reach there. ^_^

Once we reached there, we dropped our bags and head inside the hall for quick briefing and registration. But before that, I forgot all about my midnight snacks in the bus and quickly went back to retrieve them. Don’t know how many times these supplies satisfy my hunger despite us having six meals a day there. What! I am a growing boy, I need all the nutrients I can get and don’t call me plump, I just have big bones. Haha.

With our quick registration and late incoming second batch of participants, it means the prisoners of Kem Bumi Jati have a few hours to burn before the first activity started. Plus, the dorm where we are supposed to stay is very hot and stuffy, very few can sleep well inside and those that managed to sleep, suffers headache soon after that. So, I went out to the dining hall where I listen to conversation and brush up my Chinese by retaking a basic course in it. Chew was teaching Jeanie about basic pronunciation in Chinese but I fell asleep during his ah…lecture. Sorry about that.

As you can see, the first day is really pretty uneventful. The briefing holds nothing memorable, perhaps maybe a glimpse into the torture we will endure over the next few days.

Still, the food they served are superb , hey, they are free. That is why I like them, and they really do taste quite good too.

Sleeping here obviously is no problem for me since I display my uncanny ability to sleep anywhere where I can fall asleep even in the midst of a racket by the boys’ conversations. Having Kelvin Khor as my bunker bed partner is really enjoyable also.

However, showering naked with other guys is still something I am not used too. So, I showered in the cubicle instead ^_^ Sure, “what you have, I have too”, there is nothing to be shy about in the shower. But still, showering with the mentally unstable Jacks can often lead to undesirable consequences. So, I played safe and opt for isolation.

Now comes Day 2 of Imprisonment. Early that morning, we were split into different groups. Unfortunately, I wasn’t in any group along with a few other participants. So, we called ourselves Group 15 but later, got changed into Group 12 since they cannot find any Group 12.

I may be tooting my horn here, but I have to admit, Group 12 is the best in the camp. No other groups can even match our noisiness and non stop laughter plus ferocious appetite by even a mile.

The day continue with lectures given by invited, paid speakers to present our modules. So, obviously, their views are slanted and pro-government. Nothing bad at all since they are invited by the government. But seriously, some of their comments and opinions are so baseless which could easily be rebutted if someone really tries. I asked some questions to the invited speakers and they did reply, although not responses which fully satisfied me. In fact, one of the speakers messed up so much with my question, that everyone around me knows he handled the answer the wrong way. If you know what I mean. In fact, the only thing I got out of the four lectures is to hate foreign countries, mainly *** and *********. Still, there is an entertainment value from the last speaker, where he tries to flirt around with Norihan on the stage. Not sure whether ****** will like it or not. And, I can see that there are no speakers of other races, except for Malays there. Wonder why, huh, since the content is slightly discriminating between races when our government itself has been lauding for a “Bangsa Malaysia”, but now doing the totally opposite?

After that, everything went as the schedule dictates and we crawled back to bed by 12 pm. And that is the end of Day 2.

As you can see, there are no pictures up here since we were told that no electronic devices were allowed in the camp beforehand. So, very few people bought any handphones or cameras here, but security is so lax. I should had bought my camera along to record my experiences. 🙁

Track-a-Passport?

Oh, I just saw, touch and feel an authentic, real live Malaysia passport. Then, I notice; Why is there a little square bulged at the back of the book! A little deduction caused me to believe that the passport is equipped with a tracking system chip used to tracked all Malaysians wherever they go. There’s a deep government conspiracy behind this! Ah, paranoid much…

Chessing in IMU

The pawns are the soul of the game. While weak in strength, when combined, they have enough to topple even the king.

Last Saturday was the MAPCU 2008 Chess Competition, and luckily (or was it rather unlucky?), yours truly was chosen to represent INTI in it. Not because my skills were any good, but because they got not enough people to join it.

And so, I have to wake up extra early T_T on a Saturday morning for a long…. morning trip from Nilai to IMU, Bukit Jalil.

IMU is not that bad actually, at least from the outside when I reached there.

IMU – International Medical University. (How international must you get to have that name?)

Oh, structure covered with glass. Very modern and stylish. Tilt your head to see it upright. I already have an opinion that IMU spent a lot on the architecture and design. Therefore, inside must be very beautiful.

Inside was not bad too (although quite plain), but then…

What! How come the interior look like this?

And this sign again. The arbiter said that IMU had been hosting this tournament for six years. Does this means that the conditions inside IMU had been like that for six years!

Haha, meet the gathering of the geeks (myself included). Nah, actually, I believed each of us here are unique in our own ways.

And this is INTI Team A during the last round. Result of it, INTI 4 – 0 Unknown Opponents

Once the tournament is over, we head back over to INTI, hehe, but not before I snap a shot of myself holding the victory cup. ^_^ Try and guess what position INTI Team B obtained. 😛

Of Sausage McMuffin or Flight to Home

With wings to travell everywhere, a bird still return to one place it calls home

With wings to fly everywhere, a bird still returns to the one place it calls “home”.

Today, I am finally able to return home. Due to BTN, I had my holiday shortened into a one week period of bliss.

And so, I went to LCCT to board my flight back to Kota Kinabalu. With all of AirAsia’s latest troublesome policy about luggage weight, I decided to play safe and abide by the regulations and kept my luggage to the bare minimum weight. But, when I check in, they neither ask for the RM5 for my luggage nor check the weight of my hand luggage, which was suppose to be ceilinged at 7kg. Guess a lot of people sneak in a few extra pound because of this.

Now, the funny thing is that I almost missed my flight due to the wimp of my stomach. After checking-in, I decided to get myself something to eat with the free coupon for Sausage McMuffin from McD, which I obtained from INTI (Thanks INTIMA). However, the queue was long and by the time I get my burger, there was only half an hour left before my flight took off. There is nothing to worry of, I thought and instead proceed with my usual pace. To my chagrin, the last in the line of people had just left to board the plane. Turns out the plane arrived early and I am unlucky enough to be the first few left behind by the main crowd. So, I stick around waiting for other late entrances like me as well. After that, we board the plane like VIPs, everyone has to wait for us but then, all the window side seats are took already 🙁

One of AirAsia planes that landed on LCCT.

A rare sight indeed. An AirAsia plane in blue! This is the plane which is sponsored to AT&T. Guess AirAsia branding is working very well. Even I associate a red plane with the AirAsia signature. AirAsia must be earning quite a lot to be able to afford to sponsor another team aside from Manchester United. Too bad I didn’t contribute additional income because I fell asleep during the flight and didn’t buy any meals from them. ^_^. Save more money! $$$

2008 MAPCU Chess Competition Result

Just a short snippet here. Finish my MAPCU 2008 Chess Competition in IMU, Bukit Jalil, and I have to say not too shabby, the result.  We manage to emerge in the top half out of the 19 teams from different universities and colleges which participate here.

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Plus, I am going back home to Kota Kinabalu, Sabah tomorrow! Home Sweet Home.

MAPCU Chess

Holla, just a short shout out here that tomorrow, I will be going to IMU, Bukit Jalil for the annual MAPCU Chess Competition. Due to the Biro Tatanegara Camp which just ended yesterday, I had my brain brainwashed with government propaganda and somehow, I think I lost my magical touch with my chess pieces T___T

Since my skills on the chessboard are crappy, I need all the love I can get, so, wish me luck! And see you there. Watch out IMU, Capablanca is out to conquer you.